Oh, wow, Nathan was... her age. Maybe even younger a little. Which was... odd, but hell, she'd seen stranger things. Some of them intending to kill her so while he kept his hands free of his weapons, she held a little tighter to the psimitar in her hand.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2012-05-23 12:20 am (UTC)"Nathan. Askani'son. We've met?"